Parked at a scenic overlook, munching on a
Snickers bar, Krycek finds his thoughts drifting from finding a
resting spot for Scully, who's still not dead, damn her, to
Mulder, damn him.

Besides Derisive Mulder and Morose Mulder and all the rest,
there is also Sexy Mulder. This is the bastard who keeps Krycek
from putting a bullet through the rest of the Mulders'
collective brain. Well, that and the hell he'd catch from the
old man.